We sat drinking coffee on the porch last night, on the outdoor wicker furniture that used to be in my mother-in-law’s living room. It wasn’t that she didn’t want or couldn’t afford regular furniture. She just really had a thing for wicker.
She’s been gone for 11 days.
In the past, grief has been 100% personal for me. How was it affecting ME. What was I going to do from here. This time though, it’s different.
Yes, I’ve lost my mother-in-law, really, my second mother for the last 15 years, and it is incredibly hard. She drove me absolutely crazy. But everything I have ever said about her here or elsewhere, I could—and did– say to her face. We laughed about her putting ketchup on everything I cooked. We laughed about her needing coffee so bad that she had me get up and make a pot THE DAY I brought Liv home from the hospital. She was easy like that. I miss her so so much. And it’s so not even real, though I saw her with my own eyes dead in the hospital, and then again in her casket last Friday. It was much too soon; I had spoken to her (as best as she could—but she was awake and alert) just a few hours before. How could she possibly be gone?
I don’t feel like it is fair for me to be this upset though. At least not openly. My husband has lost his mother, for crying out loud. I can’t think of anything that could possibly hurt more. His mother. Gone. Forever. And he’s doing ok, really. It’s hard on him; he spent a ridiculous amount of time with her. He was working on getting her an apartment close to us. If he didn’t see her, he spoke to her at least once a day on the phone. I don’t know how, but he is getting through.
And the kids? Well, they’re ok. When we told Lucy last Sunday, she cried like she never has before. A cry that would break a stranger’s heart. And again, at the funeral home, when she saw her—heartbreaking sobs, and all that I could do was hold her and sob right along with her. Bud is handling it differently—very bluntly as a matter of fact—telling everyone that his grandma has DIED. From SMOKING. And we will NEVER! SEE! HER! AGAIN!
It’s crazy like you would not even believe. I’m sad for me, losing my MIL and friend, for Hub who has lost his mother, and for the kids who have lost their grandma. I think that it’s harder for me because I am shouldering their grief as well. Gah. I don’t even want to talk about it anymore.
And so, I am here, but not really here. Dealing with things in my way. And hoping that somehow, we all come out of it.
Oh, I am just so sorry. You wrote about this (and her) so well.
Aw, I'm so sorry. 😦
I am so sorry and have been thinking of all of you. I worry about this because it will inevitably happen to us at some future point. I wonder if it is better or worse to feel intense grief of your own over the death of an in-law. Personally I am not the least bit close with my MIL and while obviously I would be sad if she died, my grief wouldn't come anywhere close to Torsten's at the loss of his mother. At least for you, you can relate somewhat to what your husband is going through, you know?
Big hugs for you all.
I'm so sorry. I hope you guys are doing OK.
I am so, so sorry.
When we lost John's mother it was just so, so horrible. And he was a Mama's boy, big time. And I know my grief wasn't as big as his, but it was awful darn close because I just adored my MIL. It's been six years–and the pain is still there. It's just not there every single second of the day, anymore. I'm so sorry. You'll all get through this….
I've been thinking of you. I'm sending hugs.
Time and talking. Time helps us learn how to deal with the sadness and loss that never really goes away. Talking helps to put our thoughts out there, to share and to comfort one another. It is probably one of the hardest things we will ever go through, but we go through it and move to the other side; hopefully a bit more compassionate, caring and concerned for those we love. I am thinking of you guys, sending my love and prayers. Love you, Paprika x
Oh I am so sorry. Just so sorry. I can't imagine.
A tough situation for sure. I'm so so sorry!
YOU HAVE TO THINK ABOUT YOU TOO HON, BECAUSE IF YOU DON'T GRIEVE RIGHT AND GET IT OUT YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO HELP THEM EITHER. HAVING EVERYONE A MESS IS A LOT WORSE THEN HAVING YOU COME TO TERMS WITH IT, GET IT OUT AND SUCK IT UP FOR THEM. I'M SO SORRY HON!